Why is it that we only say great things about people after they have died and not during their lifetime ? Why do we have that anguished sense of regret of having missed the opportunity to express real appreciation of another person's company, their contribution and general presence ?
If we spent a fraction of the time and effort used to create an eloquent eulogy praising another (deceased) human being, to instead say that to their face - isn't that sufficient reward just to see their smiling reaction to those words of praise ?
Some things I will never quite fathom.
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